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He was the youngest of the group, barely sixteen years old. "If we fight them, it will only make this harder. We didn't touch that woman. And none of us have her scent. So we go with them, tell them what we know, get home, get Marley, and get the hell out of here. Everyone, just remain calm." William heard all of them agreeing that they needed to get back to their sister. "I need to let the foreman know we are leaving. I believe you don't want human attention." William said, and when Aaron nodded, William told his boss he and his brothers needed to go, that there was a family emergency. The 'brothers' quietly went with the others.

"Boss?" The petrin family, headed by Eugene and his son, is one of the families whose work is based on helping the SC PLANETS group, and dealings with the group are their source of livelihood. problems with him. what a special day.. Welcome Chief William!" Eugene stood up and welcomed William solemnly, and soon remembered what William had said just before. "...By the way. What did you say about my daughter?" "As you have heard, my friend Bernard and your daughter love each other, and would have been married had it not been for your intervention," said William.

She managed to find out a lot more this time and it was only when Daniel knocked and called her for supper that she realised how engrossed she’d become. Her head spun with information she’d found, but she’d ended up with nearly more questions than answers. By all accounts, William Wolfe, Sebastian’s father, had been a charismatic and upstanding man of society. A vastly wealthy and enigmatic character, he’d had seven children, and a rumoured illegitimate son, the famous Brazilian entrepreneur Rafael da Souza. He’d clearly been a lover of women, with three marriages and at least a couple of love affairs to his credit. And yet all of his relationships seemed to have ended in tragedy, or mysteri

“We share a connection… and the bed’s big?” “Do you cook?” William asked him, tone sharp as a sword. Ashton nodded solemnly. “Yes.” “Can you fight?” “Very well.” “Would you die for my mom and sister?” “Without hesitation.” William nodded. “Okay. You can stay.” I blinked. “That’s it?” He turned to me with the most serious face I’d ever seen on a five-year-old. “But if he breaks your heart, I’m going to drain his blood and trap his soul in a demon fox. Just so you know.”

A fat man came towards the ladies who rushed out to continue working. Back at William's family mansion where his father was, Vincent was angry that his son didn't want to accept the beautiful offer coming their way. He has already accepted the dinner which he has to attend. Before Vincent left the mansion for the Doreguez family Dinner, he ordered two of his guards to follow William and report to him what he was doing.

They were slowly accepting me as one of their own. In werewolf history, I spoke to William before class started. “Are you sure there weren’t any Betas at the party last night?” I asked him. “Positive.” He looked at me sideways. “Why?” “You know that guy I asked you about that I said looked familiar?” “Yeah.” “Could he be a Beta?” William chuckled. “No way. Justin comes from an old Alpha family, and they are more loaded than Trey’s mom and dad. They own a chain of hotels.”

"Twenty-two years ago, my father had an affair with a woman named Mira. She was married to a man named William Black." A few heads turned. William Black had been a name once. A power. A nightmare in a tailored suit. "William found out about the affair. And instead of getting a divorce like a normal person, he terrorized his wife until her body gave out. She died. Her unborn daughter died with her." I let that sit. "William Black killed his own family. And then he killed himself. And for twenty years, his son—" I pointed at Lucien. "—blamed my father for all of it."

It had always been apparent that my aunt harboured disdain for being perceived as a commoner. Despite William Whyte's wealth as a merchant, his lack of pedigree seemed to bother her. She had married him based on destiny. They were fated and meant to be. She appeared happy and content at the time. However, something must have transpired along the way. I recollect my father taking her and Jacob in after William’s death, a move that puzzled me, given their supposed affluence. My father never discussed it openly, but I eventually discovered that William had suffered a financial downfall before his demise, and they found themselves in a struggle.

"I passed him off to Hugh. Last I heard, Hugh crippled the idiot and made a killing off him." Hugh was the one who ran that human trafficking ring, but he was in prison now. William's laugh carried a sick satisfaction as he added, "That idiot was exactly like that backwoods hick. Neither of them belonged in our family." "William, is it true you've got an older brother?" asked the blonde guy. William crushed out his cigarette and fixed him with a death stare. "You actually think some backwoods hick qualifies as family?"

She was her father's favorite and I could tell that this goodbye was hardest for her. But as I looked around, I couldn’t ignore the tension simmering beneath the surface. Uncle Thomas sat stiffly, his gaze darting between Sam and Jacob. Aunt Angelina dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, but her lips were pressed thin in disapproval. The cousins exchanged wary glances, their distrust palpable as they say with their parents, siblings of William Bennett. This family was fractured, and William’s death had only deepened the cracks. After the ceremony, the family gathered in the drawing room for a quiet reception. The tension lingered, but the grief seemed to dull the edges of it.